Happiness In The Darkest Of Times Novels & Stories

Ready to live. Ready to love. Ready to create a new world. No matter what it cost. I walked into the light. And I was ready for whatever came next. The honeymoon was a celebration of love. Of hope. Of life. It was a reminder that even in the darkest times, we could find joy. Even in the hardest moments, we could find love. Even in the bleakest days, we could find hope. And I would never forget it. I would carry that joy with me.

ERICA Some people say the happiest moments come after you’ve lived the saddest ones. And for sure I have had my fair share of sad moments in my life so I guess my husband here was a god’s gift for all those tears and heartache I suffered. And if someone asked me now if I was given a choice to suffer through the same things, same monsters, if it meant getting him at the end of that dark tunnel then I wasn’t sure if my answer would be a no.

But as he gently thrust into Kenzie, he felt the bone-deep need to kiss her, to feel her breath mixed with his as her body came apart at the same moment his did. He slanted his mouth over hers. She kissed him back, and something inside him let go. He couldn't explain it, but the knot in his chest, the one that felt as heavy as lead, seemed to dissolve and finally disappear. He felt that pain and that darkness that had been inside of him since he was eight seem to ease. Kissing Kenzie and taking her body slowly in the darkness of this room made him feel like he'd been saved in a way he couldn't put into words. It was as if the flashlight beams swinging through the dark forest had finally foun

Darkness consumed her senses as she lost in the locked memories of Arika The doctor was hoping for good. Zane impatiently watched her how she was withering like a flower. ~•Flashback:- "Sometimes you are more, Sometimes you are less. Sometimes you run faster, Sometimes you slow down. Sometimes you try to understand, Sometimes you give up trying. Sometimes you speak, Sometimes you get tired of listening to your voice". "But apart from all of these, there is something that makes you sane and that is your family, your loved ones". "It's all about happiness. It's all about peace.

"My happiness is awful?" I hit the arm he has on the table and he hisses as he snatches it away. "Stop twisting my words. Now spill, what is the cause for happiness?" Leander grins and goes back to his food. "You say that like i need a reason to be happy. Can't I feel happy because I want to be happy?" I stop to consider that for a while and realize the answer is yes. He can be happy if he wants to be happy. Even in the darkest situations, we can all choose to be happy if we want to be.

I felt myself lose my balance right before the darkness took me away from the living world. I almost forgot how inviting and lovely the darkness was. How it takes you away from everything that was and had happened to you in the moments before and how it makes you feel safe. How it made you feel that you were somewhere where nothing bad could and would happen to you. How many times had I visited here when I was younger and how many times had my visiting here actually saved my life, stopping Carl from going any further because I wasn't responding to him anymore and he wasn't getting any enjoyment out of it anymore? Joking that the darkness was my best friend and savior because of this always m

They were very naughty. "Marcus, if this is another boy I swear I'm going to go crazy," Kelsey said softly. I chuckled lightly. "Don't worry love, we'll keep trying until we have a girl..." I whispered softly in her ear. Kelsey fronwed. "Marcus," she warned in a playful tone. Everything seemed in place and the both of us were finally happy together with our family. Light always prevails over darkness. In my darkest hour Kelsey was always my light and she will continue to be my light until my last breath.

Happiness, an emotion that he thought he might never experience again. It has been years since Reed was truly happy. His heart is light, the darkness which always threatens to consume him as a whole is being held back by this lightness, which surprised him. He never thought a metal around his finger could actually introduce him to this beautiful estranged emotion that he forgot.

Maybe I was deluded, or maybe I thought that there was no mistake that true love couldn't forgive, but I had the feeling that I could be with her, find my happiness and above all make her happy, because Lynda deserved it, because since she was little she lived surrounded by tragedy and evil, I instead of being the light in her life, ended up becoming the darkness, that's why I wanted to reach her, explain to her and ask her to let me show her my love. Lately I have been a little contradictory, I do not know if it is because of my own depression that has accompanied me during these three years, sinking me more every day when I think I am about to emerge, but the truth is that there are moment

The little things had finally begun to matter again. The sound of birdsong, the feel of crisp cotton sheets upon my skin, the laugh of others—there was a time I'd hated the fact anyone could find such joy within their life to laugh. I'd hated the happiness within their hearts, which had allowed them to feel what I couldn't, as my world had been dark, haunted. However, even the darkest of hours can become full of light again with time. That's what happened to me—no, it didn't come overnight, or even within days. Weeks hadn't even covered it, for that matter. No, it was more like months.